Tang Baihu looked at the murderous aura coming towards these people, and his whole body was trembling with excitement.
As long as I take three more blows, I can unlock the system mall.
Come on, my good brothers, don't pity me, just chop me to your heart's content!
Tang Baihu adjusted his clothes, put one hand behind his back, and roared at the three people opposite him: "If you are a man, come and chop me down. If I frown, you will be my children!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there were several loud bangs, and the scene exploded instantly. Tang Baihu was swallowed up by the wave, and Chen Peiyao in the audience was frightened.
"Humph, you ignorant boy can only show off his bravery." Zhang Yan glanced at the arena coldly and said disdainfully.
"Ding! Your two friends have already cut you a knife, and there is only one last knife left to open the mall function. Please keep up the good work, host!"
A cold and familiar voice passed through Tang Baihu's mind again.
Hearing this reminder, Tang Baihu felt both excited and a little disappointed. He was just short of the last stab, but the person opposite kept standing there and refused to come over. I don't know which nerve was wrong.
He doesn't remember anything he has done to offend anyone. He doesn't fight back when he fights, and he is as steady as a dog. The character who is being beaten passively like this still refuses to come and take action. Is it possible that he is not good at that?
Generally speaking, people's patience has its limits. If it exceeds a certain limit, people will collapse.
But Tang Baihu was different. With his awe-inspiring righteousness, he had already removed more than 90% of the strength of the two's first attack, and the remaining strength hit him without any pain or itch.
If he didn't know any other attack skills, he wouldn't have to work so hard now and just kick these two people off the ring.
As Tang Baihu continued to be beaten, the two of them became more and more excited.
They were originally unhappy with the so-called senior brother, but now they had such a legitimate opportunity to not only teach him a lesson, but also take away his ninth-grade Ximo. It was really a pie in the world, or was it?
The kind that drops two at once.
This feeling is incredible!
It feels so good. This feeling of punching to the flesh, is it that my senior brother is too useless, or that I am too strong? Hahaha, maybe it’s both.
Bi Ren did not take action, but stood aside quietly watching the three people not far away. Although it seemed that Tang Baihu was in a desperate situation at this moment, the few times he watched the battle told him that Tang Baihu was not what he seemed on the surface.
It's so simple, there must be a trump card.
Bi Ren believed that as long as he could see through Tang Baihu's trump card, he would be absolutely sure to kill him in one fell swoop.
If Tang Baihu had already been killed before he could take action, then the worst he could do was to teach the remaining two people a lesson. In the end, there was no difference in the outcome.
Mom, I'm going to be successful, I'm going to get the ninth grade Ximo.
At this time, the referee was completely stunned. How could he know what Tang Baihu was thinking? Looking at the one-sided situation on the stage, and remembering the red envelope that Hua Yuanqing gave him, he completely collapsed.
He thought he needed to take action. Although Hua Yuanqing told him to use a back door for Tang Baihu to successfully pass the competition, Tang Baihu had to commit the crime himself, so he couldn't be blamed.
As a referee, if I can take action at the last moment to save him from death, I am already worthy of this red envelope.
Besides, judging from Tang Baihu's current performance, even if I can ensure that he passes, just relying on the things you gave him, how do you expect me to help him, that's another price.
Just as the referee was about to call timeout, he suddenly saw Tang Baihu's expression.
He has obviously been beaten, but why are there almost no wounds or bruises on his body? Looking at the expression on his face, he is beaming with joy.
It's like...
It seemed that he was not being beaten again, but was being massaged, the ultimate experience of being a distinguished member.
Seeing this scene, he gritted his teeth, put down his hand that was ready to stop the violence, and prepared to stop talking.
I don't know why, but he said this to him in his heart.
Maybe, he doesn't need me...
Alas, maybe there was too much pressure, which caused some mental disorder...
A few breaths later, a loud noise was heard from the horizon, and Zhao Leshan's voice rang out again, resounding throughout the sky and echoing in all directions.
"There is still half a stick of incense left before the competition ends!"
In fact, there was no time limit in previous competitions. Zhao Leshan specifically said this to Arena No. 13.
The battles in the remaining arenas have long since ended. Judging from the few battles he watched Tang Baihu, if he didn't set a time limit, the fight might last until tomorrow.
Moreover, the battles in other arenas are very traditional. Basically, the salted fish gives way, the boss builds the bridge, and the genius clears the arena.
There are only a few left with similar talents, and it's over after they compete with each other.
But if you want to call Tang Baihu's fighting here mediocre, he still beat five to one. If you want to call him awesome, he still kept getting beaten passively.
The people who left the auditoriums of other arenas at this time, originally according to their wishes, this group of people wanted to go back and have a good rest, but now they filled the remaining seats of the auditorium of Arena No. 13.
They all opened their eyes wide as they witnessed this tragic scene on the stage.
"What's going on?"
"I don't know, these people on the 13th stage are too crazy."
"This simply doesn't treat our senior brother as a human being. Even if he is a dishonor, he shouldn't be bullied like this. Is there any justice or justice?"
"..."
No matter when, the weak will always arouse the sympathy of others, as if they will see their past weak selves in the weak, thus stimulating sympathy and pity deep in their hearts.
On the field, when Tang Baihu heard that there was only half a stick of incense left, he simply stopped pretending.
Although there is still one person who has not taken action to kill him, but as long as he strikes first, coupled with his years of trash talk, I don't believe that there is still someone who can't kill him.
As for the other two people, after fighting for so long, they may have run out of energy. As long as they use some of Haoran's righteousness, it's not a matter of taking them with a pinch of salt to drive them off the ring?
Thinking of this, Tang Baihu's eyes flashed, and the awe-inspiring righteousness in his body gathered all over his body.
As a dazzling golden light flashed, he felt that his whole body was full of strength, as if he had drank a certain cow and eaten a certain brother.
Taking advantage of the moment when the two of them were fighting back with fists, he grabbed their wrists with both hands like pliers. He immediately kicked the two of them down with a left kick and a right leg, using the self-taught Hunyuan Xingyi Tai Chi with one hand to easily throw them down.
Arena.
On the stage, under Tang Baihu's actions, not counting the referee, only he and Bi Ren were left PKing in the Imperial City.